I will get into Harvard University- pt.1
“It is your road, and yours alone. Others may walk it with you, but no one can walk it for you.” — Rumi
Harvard is not heaven on Earth and does not guarantee bliss, and I know this. I am not deluded into thinking it will save me or permenantly build my life for me. No. I am aware that no Harvard nor anything or anyone else is coming to save me, and the only one I have to save myself is myself.(Remember this readers, after all there is a reason we are all accountable for ourselves and must all die alone- metaphorically speaking of course, I am aware that poeple can die together.)
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For me, thinking of Harvard University brings forth an image of a place of new opportunities, new people and new experiences; but most of all, a sense of belonging. My dream, a scared and uncertain 17-year old’s age-old dream, enables me to sleep at night- imagining the freedom, self-assurance and seize at individualism that would envelope me, were my dream to come true that is.
Ironically, it is the same dream that keeps me awake at night as a series of what ifs cross my mind, each worse than the previous. Why as humans have we become such self-deprecating creatures? Why do we constantly doubt ourselves, mentally beat ourselves up?! Why can we not trust in ourselves, when we all know that at the end of the day, when it simmers down to it, what we all have is ourselves and only that! Or maybe this is just in my case.I highly doubt it though (;
